As I have said too many times, part of me has become cynical and almost apathetic.
Almost
Like Phil Collins screaming that he “DON’T CARE NO MORE!”, I am more of the mind that I WISH I didn’t care.
Then there is the side of me that is third generation Buckeye. The side that remembers the frustration of seeing Minnesota score a touchdown against the Buckeye defense; the side of me that remembers the joy of seeing Archie Griffin catch the ensuing kickoff right in front of me and take it all the way back down the left sideline (good guys won that one 56-7).
That side of me has been riding with the Buckeyes from frustration to joy and back again for over 50 years (‘68 was the first season I remember)
That side of me has a problem
An obsession
That side of me is so far from apathetic that it knows that…
Assuming the Akron game starts at exactly noon…
As I hit “Post reply” it will be exactly 10 Million seconds until the 2024 season begins